And We Grew Up

Remember that time as kids when we dressed up and acted like adults. Well you missed a great deal lot of fun if you didn’t do it. You must have obviously been a part of a fancy dress competition if not dress up with your siblings.

I remember my first dressing up, to be a lady, pretty vividly.

A trip with cousins where I put on every piece of junk my little arms could carry and dabbed enough lipstick to make me look like Christopher Nolan’s Joker. And with the happiest heart I did the adult walk.

Those carefree memories still cannot stop, from making me smile.

Even more so, it makes me wonder. Wonder if we were smarter when we were kids. Growing up was just an act back then, a mere stage play in our happy worlds. We would go back to being our true selves when the act was over. Laughing, crying, no make-believing, carefree and growing up meant just what it should be — an act.

However as time passed by and we spent more earth hours with grown ups, we were made to believe that growing up isn’t an act.

That dressing up is necessary for the world to accept you.

That it’s alright for girls to cry, but it questions a man’s manhood.

That fair is good.

That rich is good.

That you will need a partner if you want a happy life.

And that we need all this to survive, to make our worlds happy.

Suddenly, what was truly supposed to be an act, became the motto of our lives. Those layers of masks we gathered over years, was meant for a play. But some of us forgot to shed those layers and kept on playing those acquired roles. With every step we took towards growing up, we left behind the kid within us. The innocent, carefree beings who were supposed to act to be growing up, actually grew up, chasing things we never knew about, until we were taught so. The happy worlds we already had became faded memories, as we chased another.

How did the grown ups know that those happy worlds weren’t the true worlds we were supposed to live in?

I think it is important to keep the kid within us, alive. Shed every possession once in a while and acknowledge our unvarnished selves. The best way to start would be spending some time with yourself, be in the moment, live it one hundred percent.

So find sometime in your busy schedules and do something you really want to do today, no makeup.

If you can’t, all I can say is, thank almighty you’re civilized!